Chapter 7-Warnings of Death
Josh munched on a cracker in the morning sunlight. We were having breakfast while moving at the same time. I didn't say much, because my thoughts were still on my dream.
" What made you wake up?" He asked suddenly. I nearly choked on my cracker.
" Um, that was unexpected." Josh continued to wait for an answer.
" Well, I was kinda, dreaming, and..."
" And?"
" I had one of those demigod telling-the-future dreams."
" And?"
" I saw my dad."
" Oh."
" He was being tortured." I choked. " Said something about a key..." Josh looked upset that he ever brought this up.
" We'll get him back."
" What key, though, I wonder. Sure not going to be the key to your house." Josh said. My house. My house.
" Josh, we need to go to my house." I said suddenly.
" What?"
" My house. My dream was showing my house!"
" And your house is..."
" Almost there, down the street, turn left and it's the second house down."
" Oh." I found my house and turned left. We reached my house quickly, but discovered that it wasn't in ruins. In fact, everything looked normal. Almost. The only thing wrong was a raven perched on a tree in my front yard. A warning of death and danger. Just what I needed. It cawed, then flew away.
We walked up to my front door. For a second, I was tempted to just run away. If my dream was correct, my dad would be chained to the back of this door. Could I face it? I turned the knob and walked in my house.
There was no one chained to the front door. Everything was where I had left it. My dad wasn't here, or the hellhounds. No evil laugh coming from the house.
Were we tricked?
Right, sorry this chapter was short. I had no time to write a good chapter. Don't kill me!
